Tall tale
The gravedigger says, /
As his needling wife’s unearthed, /
“It’s all a big yarn.”
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“Tall tale”
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“Oh, Geezerdom”
Oh, Geezerdom
Oh, geezerdom; oh, geezerdom,
When will the angels come?
Will the come in a van
Like a Wal-Mart clan.
Playing games in the parking lot
With the souls they have got?
Or will they come in a box
A mix that Betty Crocker talks
You through how to bake
Take the ingredients and shake
Them all together to make
Food for the angels’ sakes?
Oh, geezerdom; oh, geezerdom
When will the angels come?
I’m not sure that I know
If I’m yet ready to go
To rise fast of sink slow
To wherever the afterlife might exist.
Am I on the heavenly list?
Am I an ingredient
In a cake expedient
To be lifted to heaven to come
Or left as parking lot crumbs.
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